4:30PM
“Four thirty. I’ll clean my room,” i told Daddy confidently at 3:50 pm.
He guffawed at me, “I’ve heard that before. Too many times.” And walked away.
-_-
So four thirty, i went upstairs…
Fell asleep on my bed and dreamt about Facebook -_-
I did eventually start at 6pm.
So much junk! I stared around at all my possessions thinking, “Gawd… i just have too much stuff! A room isn’t enough… i need my own apartment or something!”
I’s torn with having to throw away a fuchsia party whistle.
I swear… after i throw this away, an occasion will arise within the next two months where i *need* a party whistle and have to go buy one!
Managed to obtain some walking space in my room.
And ended up coming downstairs to waste time because… it’s already 8 and i can hear the party bells ringing!
Look! So me!
Alexander McQueen Spring/Summer ‘08
Procrastinating Room Tidying
I am going to clean my room.
Today.
Erm, later.
I MUST.
Tripped on unpacked luggage from Bangkok and Perhentian twice yesterday and almost fell against my shelf.
Danger danger.
I had SO MUCH fun last night.
Mainly because i was off and i didn’t have to socialise *for* work.
I socialised however and with whomever i wanted.
So nice.
Lam is a sneaky bastard (it’s okay, he’s switching departments so i can call him a bastard now haha!) and managed to pry a very dark secret from me in a very sly way.
Will post up piccies later.
The internet is fantastic in the sense that i can stalk people on it.
Was reading this dude’s blog, as i barely know him and we’re going for dinner next week, and i got bored after reading two pages.
But then again, i was thinking,
Of all people, *i* should know that you can’t judge a person based solely on their blog.
Because you might adore a person’s blog, but dislike them in person, and vice versa.
So i stopped reading and clicked the page close.
